In the battle array, there was almost no room for a moment of hesitation. It was only after the chestnut group and Li Jiashun had just spoken a few words, and several soldiers of the Eighth Route Army screamed and were stabbed to the ground by the Japanese soldiers who formed a stabbing formation. In particular, the dozens of Japanese soldiers who formed a sparse network formation to strangle the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army succeeded one after another, howling and shouting one after another, and slowly tightened the strangulation formation!

Seeing that the Japanese soldiers who formed a strangulation formation succeeded one after another, a soldier of the Eighth Route Army who had been stabbed in his body and had just been snatched back from under the Japanese bayonet by his comrades widened his eyes, suddenly released the slap covering the wound on his stomach, turned his hand and took out two Jinzao grenades from behind his waist, and pulled the fire rope away with his teeth, and shouted in a Sichuan voice: "Turtle son, Lao Tzu will kill you!" ”

With red eyes and ignoring the colorful intestines gushing out of the wound on his stomach that had been stabbed by the Japanese bayonet, the very thin Eighth Route Army soldier held two smoking Jinzao grenades alalof, and stumbled towards the place where the Japanese soldiers were gathering on the left in front of him. Behind the diminutive Eighth Route Army soldier, the two Eighth Route Army soldiers who had just snatched him out from under the Japanese bayonets roared in pain and leaped backwards, lying behind a snowdrift that could barely hide......

In the explosion that burst out, the two soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who had just hidden behind the snowdrift shook their heads, trying to dispel the dizziness caused by the close-range explosion, and almost shouted out a Sichuan voice in unison: "Ge Laozi's ....... The second baby....... He's dead in the house......"

Although the grief in each other's hearts could be clearly felt from each other's trembling voices, the two soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, who were obviously from Sichuan, jumped up without the slightest hesitation, and quickly got closer to several other soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were separated by the Japanese strangulation formation with the help of a passage opened for them by their comrades-in-arms with their lives.

At the same time, he pulled out a Jinzao grenade from his waist, and the other two Sichuan Eighth Route Army soldiers panted heavily, handed over the rifle held in the other hand to the other Eighth Route Army soldiers around him with red eyes, stared at the Japanese soldiers who formed a strangulation formation again, and roared: "Ge Laozi, the bayonet can't fight the Japanese devils, and Lao Tzu will not suffer if he dies - Brother Pao can afford it, and Lao Tzu will replace his ancestors with a bunch of boards!" ”

Panting heavily, a soldier of the Eighth Route Army, who was also wounded, also handed the rifle in his hand to his comrades-in-arms, coughing up blood in large gulps, and roaring an obscure Xiangyin like grinding iron and grinding copper: "The Japanese devil of Zhu Yuan...... Lao Tzu was pierced through the lungs, and he couldn't live for a long time...... Lao Tzu comes first! ”

snatched the grenade in the hand of a soldier of the Eighth Route Army from Sichuan, and the soldier of the Eighth Route Army, whose ribs were constantly gushing blood, held the grenade in his other hand, coughing violently, while intermittently shouting and scolding at several Japanese soldiers: "My mother....... I'll have you a house......"

In the grenade explosion that sounded again, some wounded soldiers of the Eighth Route Army also handed over the rifles in their hands to their comrades-in-arms in the same way, grabbed the grenade and rushed towards the nearest Japanese soldier......

Although the Japanese soldiers who attacked the position of the Eighth Route Army as the first shock wave were quite fierce, they did have outstanding skills on the battlefield, and even a few Japanese soldiers dared to rush up against the smoking grenades and died together with the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who held the grenades high. However, in the midst of the successive explosions, the momentum of the Japanese offensive was inevitably contained. Especially the strangulation net composed of Japanese soldiers was torn apart!

With round eyes, Li Jiashun and Li Ziqun watched as the wounded soldiers of the Eighth Route Army rushed towards the Japanese soldiers with smoking grenades in high for their lives, and almost in unison they roared in a hoarse voice: "Hold it down...... Suppress the devil ......"

In the hoarse roar, perhaps the Japanese commander also saw the momentum of the imminent success, and was contained by the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army with that desperate fighting style, and almost when Li Jiashun and the chestnut group roared, the second shock echelon was dispatched at the same time.

Facing the front line of the position, which had been turned into a pot of porridge, the second echelon sent by the Japanese army almost did not form a loose enough skirmish line to avoid the machine-gun fire suppression on the position of the Eighth Route Army, but just howled like a pack of wolves and rushed up.

Gasping for breath, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, who jumped out of the trenches, faced the second shock wave that the Japanese army rushed on, and it was too late to return to the trenches and rely on the trenches to resist. Spit bloody spit on the ground fiercely, and a soldier of the Eighth Route Army, who stood beside Li Ziqun and Li Jiashun, whose face was opened from the corner of his mouth to the cheeks, shouted indistinctly: "Commander, Captain Li, you go back...... We'll resist, you go back ......."

Glancing at the soldier of the Eighth Route Army with the color on his face, Li Jiashun fiercely tightened the broad-bladed short knife tied to his left hand: "My surname Li has dozens of wounds on his body, and none of them are behind his back!" The job of beating devils with a butt, I haven't learned it yet! ”

Forcibly enduring the pain of the wound, the soldier of the Eighth Route Army with a color on his face shouted indistinctly: "But you ...... You are the commander! You want...... To command ......."

"Lao Tzu is not in command now?! From the time Lao Tzu participated in the revolution to the present, from the day he became the squad leader, he has always stood at the forefront and commanded! Correspondent...... Correspondent? ”

Stretching out his elbow and gently hitting Li Jiashun's side, the chestnut group responded in a low voice: "Lao Li, don't call ......"

Slightly stunned, Li Jiashun looked in the direction where the chestnut group was looking, and suddenly his face darkened: "Damn it....... One fourteen, one sixteen...... The hair has not grown full human buds....... Trumpeter, what about the trumpeter? ”

Shaking his head gloomily, another soldier of the Eighth Route Army standing behind Li Jiashun replied in a low voice: "It's gone...... When we rushed up...... The three of them didn't die in vain, and they also went out and killed a little devil......"

Turning around suddenly, Li Jiashun almost broke his eyes and glared at the Eighth Route Army soldier standing behind him: "Three for one?" Is it worth it?! Are all the people under Lao Tzu dead?! Want these three people who haven't grown all the hair to come up and work hard?! ”

With his head drooping, the soldier of the Eighth Route Army standing behind Li Jiashun didn't dare to look at Li Jiashun's eyes full of anger and sorrow: "The correspondent must be within three meters of you, and so is the trumpeter...... Commander, this is the rule for any unit......."

Taking a heavy breath, Li Jiashun stared at the Japanese soldiers who had reorganized their attack formation and rushed closer and closer, and shouted loudly: "Go back and pass my order, don't send reinforcements!" When the old men and the devils got together, the machine guns all fired! In the future...... No matter how they fight, within three days, they can't let the devil step into the He family's big set! ”

frowned, and the chestnut group suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Lao Li, aren't you picking a child?" You go back and organize other comrades to prepare to block the devils, and I'll take someone to stay behind to block it for a while......."

"Lao Tzu is the commander or are you Lao Lizi the commander?! Alright, it's you! You give Lao Tzu an order to go back......"

"Lao Li, why are you unreasonable? At this time, you are still so arrogant, this is simply a warlord style......."

"Lao Tzu is arrogant and warlord today! Old Chestnut ...... Comrade Liziqun, in the name of the commander of the Eighth Route Army's Southern Hebei Army Division, I order you to return to the position and organize other comrades to block the devils! Let's do it! ”

Before the chestnut group could speak again, a soldier of the Eighth Route Army suddenly shouted at Li Jiashun: "Commander Li, the ...... in the back Our reinforcements are coming! ”

Turning around suddenly, Li Jiashun watched as hundreds of soldiers of the Eighth Route Army poured out of an extremely narrow section of trenches, almost crowding and rushing towards him.

Just glanced at the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were yelling and rushing towards him, Li Jiashun was so anxious that he scolded: "What the hell is this...... Who the fuck is crazy? Pull out Lao Tzu's reserves......"

Seeing that the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who had poured out of the trenches had already been piled up, the group of chestnuts standing beside Li Jiashun was also so anxious that they shouted again and again: "Disperse!" Hurry up and disperse...... Don't get together! ”

As if hearing the anxious shouts of the chestnut group, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who poured out of the extremely narrow trench finally gradually dispersed in formation as they ran, and everyone held their bayonet rifles in their hands flat, and put on a posture of charging in a group, intending to fight bayonets with the attacking Japanese troops.

In the dense stabbing assault formation, I don't know who it is, so I opened my voice and shouted in Japanese: "Hysteriasis たちは、必死に銃剣よ!" ”

At the beginning of the roar, among the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, who had already formed a charging formation, some gradually joined the ranks of shouting in Japanese. Although the roar was obvious to even the chestnut group and Li Jiashun, the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side, who were also rushing over with bayonets, heard the roar, but they screamed like a bull with red cloth and accelerated the speed of the impact!

Dumbfounded as the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army rushed past him like a violent wind from the trenches, Li Jiashun roared like thunder: "This is going to fucking die, isn't it?" What a son of a bastard's order......."

As soon as the words fell, among the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, who had rushed extremely close to the Japanese attackers, a loud brass horn suddenly sounded, although the horn sound was extremely short, and it did not even meet any of the standards in the command at all, but the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who rushed to the first row slammed into the ground with the sound of the horn, and raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger regardless of it!

In the sound of exploding platoon guns and gunfire, the Japanese soldiers who rushed very carried away were suddenly knocked over a large area. Before the Japanese soldiers who couldn't stop their footsteps could react, with two continuous short brass horns, among the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who had slowed down, they knelt down on one knee in unison, and the rifle in their hands was only slightly aimed, and the explosion of a platoon of guns exploded.

The horn sounded three times, and the platoon guns rang out again, and a grenade had already flown towards the Japanese soldiers who had been completely stunned. Before the grenade that snorted and smoked in mid-air landed, among the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who threw the grenade, Yang Chao's roar that almost ripped his voice was heard: "Retreat!" Take the wounded and retreat! ”